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Workout finished. Not exactly the way I wanted it to. I hurt my lower back. Excruciating pain. No idea how it started. It did not happen during my workout, but right after. Maybe while I was putting away weights, steps or risers…who knows. (I heard that)…it has nothing to do with my getting older! 🙂

Having low threshold for pain, I immediately hit the websites – read, and read on lower back pain. Started treatment. Iced the affected area, then used heat. Alternated that for a good couple of days. Took ibuprofen as well. Consulted my dear websites, again. Next step – added some stretch exercises. (I heard that, too)…I’m not going to the doctor! And, stop telling me what to do!

After two days, I felt well enough to try my Body Pump class. Using my body weight for squats and lunges; and low weight (about 5 lbs) for the rest of the class; I finished the one hour class. For the rest of the week – I kept low weight and focused on my form. The week ended well. Pain level, in control! (Heard that)…Awe, that’s sweet! Thank you for believing in my research and treatment. 🙂

Source of my back pain – who knows! But I do know that nursing that pain, helped. I’m happy now – that much I definitely know.

It’s the right thing to think that this planet is my Mother-Earth! But it’s not my right to own it. But it’s time to make that right turn to care for this planet.

It’s the right thing to think that I must devote my time to raise and love my offsprings! But it’s not my right to own them. But it’s time to make that right turn to set them free and let them spread their wings.

It’s the right thing to think that I must love myself. But it’s not my right to own myself. So, it’s time to make that right turn to open my heart to live, laugh and love. And, towards the end make that right turn to become one with Mother Earth, who ultimately has the right to own me. And, that is the right thing to do!

When I was a young child, I never thought of the word home much. I lived in a nice home with wonderful parents. I went to school and returned home everyday and never thought of home as a home. But it was a place where I wanted to be all the time. Home was just a nice place where I was really comfortable. When I was home after school, I would make sure I went outside my home to spend time with my friends.

Fast forward to now. Now, I live in a nice home too. I have a family. My two kids are here at home. This house is now a home for my children. I see how much the same they are. This is a place where they are comfortable. This is a place where they want to come to at the end of their day. I think they are in the same state of being as I was when I was their age. When they get older and are out in the big world…they’ll realize that they had a nice home.

You only miss something when you are not in it. While you are in the moment, you cannot miss that moment. I remember many sweet times with my parents. We watched TV shows together, who does that now? Everyone in my family has their own electronics. Home was a place where the young me felt safe. loved, and cared for.

I wish a nice home for everyone. I am grateful that I had a place that I could call home. Everyone deserves a place that they can call home. Home on earth is one tiny spot where you feel you belong!

I write because…

Writing is like a good workout. Hard and rewarding! My workouts involve me riding on a stationary bike. When I’m riding uphill on this bike, I struggle to peddle. I find myself pushing them with all my might. I’m profusely sweating from head to toe! I feel the pain and pressure building in my legs and glutes:) It is during this struggle that good change happens to my muscles. This is the reward! I reach the top of my climb, I let go of the tension, and I start rolling downhill. I’m peddling at a high-speed with good momentum …it’s exhilarating! It’s the best release for all stress!

Writing is the same way. The pressure, tension and climb keeps building inside my head as it continues to pop ideas. Narrowing down these ideas take hard and clear focus. It’s at this point I feel that I have climbed a steep hill and made it to the top! I KNOW I made it! I’m sweating insanely in my brain:)! It’s time to pen down my thoughts. I start writing, and instantly feel the pressure and tension easing, and a good momentum building. I feel the release! I’m exhilarated that I’m able to express myself this way, with words. And, this is why I write!

I’m finished writing. It’s time to socialize and share:) Time to meet my blogger friends. This is my reward!